AN: I don't own Fallout, MLP:FIM, nor am I KKAT.

Sweetie Belle woke up screaming.

What a horrible nightmare. Still, just a nightmare, she told herself. It doesn't matter how well I can recall it-there's no way it could have been anything but a nightmare.

She calmed down a bit, and got out of bed, walking over to the vanity in her room.

Something was on her flank. Several emotions flashed through her.

Confusion. What was that?

Excitement. A cutie mark!

And finally a slow shivering horror as she inspected it.

It was a megaspell.